Do you ever wonder what’s in store, When the life that’s surges through you is no more, Does the Reaper come a knocking? Knocking at your door, Does he leave your empty shell lying on the floor. Do you think about the end of life, Will you walk along a tunnel and step into the light, There’s a chance there’s nothing, nothing on the other side, But if that’s the case I doubt your gonna mind. Were all gonna die and that’s for sure, Death don’t differentiate between rich or poor So go and out and live your life, live your life before, You ever get to find out what’s in store.
Reason for writing:
A number of discussions with friends on the subject of life after death.
Birth sign: Pisces
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